I have found that one of the surest signs that I am making art
is that the idea or concept seems to leap to me from somewhere in me that I
cannot necessarily identify as me.
Craftsmanship, while very important to the making of art, comes from me
in the form of diligence applied to material and the elements and principles of
design. However that does not make
art! Art seems to come from a complete
mystery. Another mystery is that the
same equation seems to apply when I see true art, my ability to identify it
seems to spring from somewhere that I am quite sure is not me.
detail of my work, "Reliquary To The Word Fly" |
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